Tim Ponzek - Hillbilly Zen

Pop the hood on a '59 Ford
Replace the spark, check the points once more
Adjust the carb, the work is done
Close your eyes, hear that engine hum (hum)

Hillbilly Zen, a mind at ease
It feels so good to let things be
Lose every care; forget every trouble
Hillbilly Zen for a Buddha bubba

Fishing pole, an old straw hat
Fish won't bite; they're having none of that
The clouds roll past an August sun
Below the surface feel the water run (run)

Hillbilly Zen, a mind at ease
It feels so good to let things be
Lose every care, forget every trouble
Hillbilly Zen for a Buddha bubba

Hillbilly Zen, a mind at ease
It feels so good to let things be
Lose every care; forget every trouble
Hillbilly Zen for a Buddha bubba

Late at night, my soul's at peace
Stars fill the sky, wonders never cease
The wind passes by, the house barely moans
There really is no place like home
There really is no place like home (home)

Hillbilly Zen, a mind at ease
It feels so good to let things be
Lose every care, forget every trouble
Hillbilly Zen for a Buddha bubba
Hillbilly Zen for a Buddha bubba (hum)

Written by:
Tim Ponzek

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